| Subject: À la Vie! - Chapter 27 |
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Date Posted: Sunday, October 31, 09:46:12pm
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Diane
's message, "À la Vie!" on Tuesday, October 19, 01:16:54am
Michael moved closer to Nikita, but not too close. He wanted her to come to him. She did, reluctantly, inching toward the middle of the couch. She knelt facing him, then settled back on her heels. Michael told her to watch his hands, which he placed palm down on either side of her legs. “I won’t move them,” he promised. She nodded. She closed her eyes and waited for the assault. Waited for him to grind his face into hers and ram his tongue down her throat. She felt her stomach churning. She couldn’t do this. Her eyes flew open. She was terrified.
She saw Michael’s loving, concerned gaze. “It’s okay, Nikita. I won’t do anything to frighten you. We’ll just sit here and talk. It is not a problem.
“It is a problem, Michael. It’s my problem. I’ve seen couples kiss. I’ve seen it in the movies and on TV. I know it doesn’t have to be like it was when I was a child. It’s just that when I close my eyes—“
“Then leave them open,” Michael shrugged. “Some people do. I usually close mine. It’s a personal preference, not a rule.” Nikita looked at him skeptically. “We’ll both leave our eyes open, ok?” Nikita nodded slowly. “Ready?” he asked. She hesitated, then nodded again.
Michael instructed her. “I’m going to kiss you, but I don’t want you to kiss me back. I just want you to know what it feels like.” He leaned forward, Nikita braced herself, and Michael placed a butterfly kiss on her trembling lips. “There. Now you’ve been kissed. It wasn’t that bad, was it?”
Nikita shook her head slowly. That was it? *That* was what she had been afraid of?
“I’d like to kiss you again. Is that okay?” Nikita nodded again. This time Michael’s lips lingered a little longer, and Nikita felt their soft, velvet-like texture. It felt—nice.
“This time, I want you to kiss me back.” Nikita nodded, and pursed her lips as though she had just sucked a lemon dry. Michael smiled gently. “You don’t have to do that. Just wait for my kiss, then do what I do. If you like it, we’ll keep doing it. If you don’t, just back away and we’ll stop. Okay?”
“Okay,” said Nikita, licking her lips. Her mouth was dry and her pulse was racing. She had felt something during that last kiss, a sort of tingle inside. Was that normal? Would it happen again? Curiosity won out over fear.
This time she leaned into the kiss, surprising Michael. There is was again! That sort of “zing” feeling. She wondered if Michael felt it, too. She closed her eyes to give into the feeling. Their kisses became longer, deeper. It was Michael who broke it off. He was heeding his early warning signs. If she knew where his mind was going and where his body wanted to follow, it would frighten her to death.
Nikita had to ask. “Did—did you feel something?” she asked hesitantly, shyly.
Oh, yeah, thought Michael. “Like what?” he asked Nikita.
She blushed. “I can’t describe it. A kind of electric thing. Like a buzz or a tingle.” She looked away, totally embarrassed.
Michael took her hands in his. “Absolutely,” he answered honestly. “Like a current flowing between us.”
Nikita’s head snapped up. He had felt it, too! “Is that normal?”
Michael laughed. He couldn’t help it. “It is for us. It happens when two people who love each other very much and are meant for each other come together.”
Nikita pondered this and nodded. Yes. That made sense. She asked him another, totally unexpected question. “Do you want to spend the night?”
Michael reared back in surprise. “Nikita, that’s a huge step from kissing to staying the night. I don’t think you’re ready—“
“I didn’t mean together,” she said, smiling now at his discomfiture. “I meant in the spare room. It seems silly for you to stay in a hotel when I have an extra room, and I really liked waking up with you here this morning.”
“All right,” he agreed. It would be good for her to get used to his presence in close quarters. “It’s too late to send to the hotel for my bags, though.”
“I have an extra toothbrush you can use, and I guess you can sleep in your shorts until your pajamas arrive.” Michael smiled in agreement, not bothering to tell her he didn’t wear underwear or pajamas. Nikita and Michael both stood and stretched, having sat in one position for too long. “We share the bathroom, so I’ll leave a robe for you. It’s one of those big, terry ones some of the nicer hotels give out.”
“That will be fine. I’ll see you in the morning,” Michael said warmly.
“In the morning,” echoed Nikita. Then she walked up to him and kissed him full on the mouth. *ZING* There it was again! She walked upstairs and into the bathroom. Michael sat back down on the couch and ran his fingers through his hair. What sort of animal had he unleashed?
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